The Eunuch Regains His Manhood in the Second Round

8. The Genius of Yin-Yang Unity

Two months had passed since Cheolsu Lee joined the Gongdong sect.

Gongdong sect’s grand training hall.

A vast place where hundreds of disciples could train simultaneously, befitting the grand training hall of a prestigious sect that once held the position of the first seat of the Nine Great Sects.

There were only three people there.

Yujin Hwi, who was practicing the swordsmanship of the Gongdong sect, and Jeon Young, who was guiding him.

And Cheolsu Lee, who was performing horse stance with sandbags tied to his limbs, sweating like beads.

“Huff, huff.”

Two months had already passed, but Cheolsu Lee’s face was still beaded with sweat, similar to the first day.

It was because his master, Jeon Young, had added sandbags to Cheolsu Lee’s body when he got used to the external training, pushing his body to the limit.

Thanks to that, Cheolsu Lee was training his external skills to the limit of his physical strength every day.

It was a training method based on Jeon Young’s theory that a solid foundation was necessary to become a master.

It was also the training method Jeon Young had undergone when he first joined.

Jeon Young’s gaze, which had been watching Yujin Hwi’s posture, subtly shifted towards Cheolsu Lee.

In his sight, he saw Cheolsu Lee wearing old clothes soaked in sweat, clinging to his upper body.

‘It’s amazing. If it were a child of Cheolsu’s age, he would have complained by now after two months of daily external training…’

Jeon Young looked at Cheolsu Lee with a slightly surprised feeling.

Generally, external training was not considered very important in the martial arts world.

Of course, in prestigious sects, external training was taught along with the breathing method before entering internal training to build a solid foundation, but it was only in the realm of basic skills.

In the martial arts world, external training was just a supplement to internal training, nothing more, nothing less.

There were external martial arts like Iron Cloth in the martial arts world, but a martial artist who only learned external skills was treated as a third-rate warrior or a wanderer.

In reality, it was impossible to reach the peak with external skills unless one was a legendary figure like the Invincible Diamond.

No matter how much one trained in external skills, it was only at the level of competing with first-rate warriors, with a set limit, making it even more so.

Therefore, disciples who had just joined the sect and were young often neglected external training or complained about the external training as basic skills.

What they admired were the masters of internal skills who could shake the world and cut mountains with a single sword, showing superhuman power and dominating the martial arts world, not the external training that was treated as third-rate in the martial arts world.

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Simply put, their mindset was that they joined the sect to learn internal energy and become masters, not to engage in what they considered useless physical training.

Of course, the masters knew well that such a mindset of young disciples was wrong, but the newly initiated young disciples wanted to learn internal energy and become masters, so no matter how much the masters advised them, it was like reading a scripture to a cow.

Because any child who joined the sect dreamed of becoming a hero of the martial world.

‘Even I, when I first joined, rudely complained about the external training and begged my master to teach me internal energy…’

Even Jeon Yeong, the Demonic Swordsman himself, had a history of complaining about the harsh basic external training that began after joining the sect.

Moreover, external training was tedious.

Unlike internal energy, there was no shortcut like miraculous medicine, and there was no visible fun in seeing the internal energy gradually increase through breathing exercises.

The results of external training appeared slowly over the medium to long term, not in the short term.

Therefore, external training was usually conducted in a way where the master forced the unwilling disciples to do it.

Jeon Yeong also had countless memories of being scolded by his master for complaining about the tedious basic external training and the breathing method training during his initiation period, begging to be taught internal energy quickly.

But Cheol-su was different.

It was not uncommon for a child who admired the masters of the martial world to have learned the breathing method before joining.

But not uttering a single complaint about the repetitive, tedious, and hard external training was something no child could do.

‘Huh. I didn’t expect much from Cheol-su’s talent, thinking it was average…’

Jeon Yeong’s eyes slightly trembled.

Cheol-su’s physical constitution was neither dull nor outstanding, just average.

With bone-crushing effort and a bit of luck, he might barely reach the first-class level, but without heavenly luck, it was impossible to reach the pinnacle.

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Cheol-su was an example of a talent that was so mediocre it was almost unfortunate.

He couldn’t be compared to Yoo Jin-hwi, a genius among geniuses with the qualities of a grandmaster.

Therefore, Jeon Yeong did not have high expectations for Cheol-su.

He allowed Cheol-su to join only to assist in Yoo Jin-hwi’s training, nothing more, nothing less.

But seeing Cheol-su silently endure the external training, even smiling and enjoying it despite the hardship, Jeon Yeong had to revise his evaluation.

‘His talent may be average, but his perseverance and effort are at the level of a genius.’

Cheol-su, smiling and enjoying the external training that exceeded the level a 13-year-old could endure, was almost madness.

In fact, sometimes when looking into his eyes, Jeon Yeong felt a chill as if he glimpsed a hint of madness beyond his pupils.

‘With such tenacious perseverance and effort, Cheol-su might at least reach the first-class level, and if heavenly luck and a fortuitous encounter follow, he might even glimpse the pinnacle.’

The absolute masters of the martial world, who were considered the best of their time, all had extraordinary stories from their childhood or had solidly performed the basics.

Cheol-su might not have the qualities to aim for the realm of transcendence like the absolute masters who dominated the martial world, but with such tenacity, he could certainly glimpse the pinnacle.

‘Haha. That level is enough to assist Hwi-ah. It was a good decision to let Cheol-su join. Both Hwi-ah and Cheol-su are blessings to the sect.’

Jeon Yeong smiled contentedly to himself.

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The moment he confirmed the talent of his second disciple, which he hadn’t even expected, and the moment the possibility of rebuilding the Gongdong Sect increased, he couldn’t help but feel happy.

“One more shichen left.”

He said, tapping Lee Cheol-soo’s shoulder, who was maintaining the horse stance without moving, while trying to hide his joyful heart.

“Yes, Master.”

Lee Cheol-soo answered with a serious expression without any complaints, while smiling inwardly.

‘Hehehe. My stamina has improved compared to two months ago, and muscles are starting to form on my once skinny body. Good.’

At this rate, he could become a muscular man full of wild charm, popular with women in the future.

Thinking about the future where he would be a muscular man, even the tough external martial arts training felt as sweet as honey to him.

Although he had trained in external martial arts in his previous life, he had never worked as hard as he did in this life.

In his previous life, Lee Cheol-soo, who had been castrated and had no testosterone, had clear limits no matter how much he trained in external martial arts.

Unlike modern times, there were no anabolic steroids in the Murim to supplement the lacking testosterone, making it even more difficult.

Despite this, he was able to reach the supreme state of Hyungyeong because he mastered the Guihwa Bojeon, a secret technique passed down only to the masters of the Dongchang.

The Guihwa Bojeon was an extremely mysterious and supreme Yin cold energy technique, comparable to the Bingbaek Shinjong of the North Sea Ice Palace and the Sosuma Gong of the Demonic Sect, and was one of the top martial arts techniques in the Imperial Palace.

There was only one catch.

It could only be mastered by men who had become eunuchs, neither male nor female.

‘In my previous life, there were those who voluntarily castrated themselves to learn that crap.’

There was even a madman who voluntarily castrated himself and joined the Dongchang to learn the supreme Yin cold energy technique, Guihwa Bojeon.

In his previous life, Lee Cheol-soo couldn’t understand the joy of his right-hand man, Kim Tae-jun, who had been a eunuch and had mastered the Guihwa Bojeon.

Moreover, the Guihwa Bojeon had severe side effects. As the practice deepened, the Yin energy accumulated in the body, causing the body to become more feminine and the voice to become thinner, like that of a eunuch in historical dramas.

‘Anyway, all the people in the Jianghu are crazy.’

Choosing between learning a supreme martial art and becoming a eunuch.

It was a mindset that he couldn’t understand no matter how hard he tried.

Lee Cheol-soo shook his head inwardly.

‘What supreme martial art. I wouldn’t learn that crap even if they gave it to me.’

No matter how strong the martial art was, what was the point?

In the end, you had to become a eunuch to master it.

‘That quack doctor…’

He had believed the quack doctor’s words that there was a slight possibility that the damaged body could be restored during the process of rebirth.

He had foolishly overworked the Dongchang men and caused environmental destruction in the Central Plains, trying to gather all the elixirs.

It was only after reaching the state of Hyungyeong that Lee Cheol-soo realized that a eunuch would remain a eunuch even after rebirth, and he swallowed his tears.

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However, it was not so now.

Since it was perfectly healthy, there was no need to learn those bizarre kung fu skills like Qi Hua Bo Jian.

It would be better to forget the kind of kung fu that seemed to be a curse.

Seol Cheol-soo thought like this, biting his lips tightly as he continued his external martial arts training.

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After the training was over.

I finished the evening stretching exercises after completing my daily work.

After two months of practicing my own Xin Gong, which is a form of exercise that mimics the movements of an African elephant, my muscles were clearly larger than they were two months ago.

“Huh, that’s the massage.”

I laughed as I danced in my underwear, checking my huge muscles that resembled the large African elephant.

But it wasn’t just that.

Suddenly, the outline of a six-pack appeared on my abdomen.

Even though I practiced external martial arts, my muscles were not just getting bigger because of the benefits of Qi Hua Bo Jian, but rather, they had become stronger and healthier, turning into a masculine figure that was far from the weak figure of my previous life.

Seeing the muscles of the man who was getting his abs sculpted, I couldn’t help but laugh.

However, satisfaction could not be achieved just from practicing external martial arts.

Muscles alone could not make one a king of strength, nor could they become the king of seduction.

Muscles that seemed to seduce women, as strong as steel, were of course important.

However, there was one thing that I could not leave out, even in the dream of Wushan, which was the earthly strength.

In order to enjoy the pleasures of the morning clouds and the evening rain in Zhu Zi Yu Li, I naturally needed to have earthly strength that could last for a long time without collapsing.

And the fastest way to cultivate earthly strength was running.

The efficacy of jogging does not end with improving earthly strength.

What is stamina? According to modern medicine, stamina is a phenomenon in which blood is supplied in greater quantity to the peripheral tissues due to factors such as excitement, resulting in an increase in blood flow.

“To enhance stamina, cardiovascular exercise is a must.”

Yes, this blood is the key point.

To enhance stamina, I needed to continuously supply more blood to the peripheral tissues.

Therefore, the function of the heart, which controls blood circulation, and the cardiovascular strength also played an important role in endurance.

By enhancing cardiovascular strength through strong heart and blood vessels, circulating blood, naturally, endurance would increase.

The greatest elixir of modern medicine, which can compare to the great elixir of Taoism, the original purpose of which was to treat heart diseases, was the original purpose of VigRX Plus, which was to restore the self-esteem of a man who has been humiliated.

A high cardiovascular strength directly leads to high endurance.

And there was no exercise in cardiovascular training that was as good as running.

“Huh, should I start running training today to satisfy the future wives?”

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If you consistently train in running, someday you might captivate hearts just by running, like in a sports maker advertisement.

Now, with sandbags that feel like part of my body strapped to my arms and legs, I immediately started running around the main base of the Gongdongpa.

“Huff, huff, huff…”

Because I had trained my external skills to the limit during the day, in other words, anaerobic exercise, I was already out of breath, my side was hurting, and a sweet taste was lingering in my mouth even though I hadn’t been running for long.

But I kept running, sweating profusely under the moonlight, while also doing Kegel exercises.

This was because the grandmaster of the Seokdo (the path of color) I dreamed of could not be achieved overnight.

During the day, external training; at night, secret running training and bodyweight exercises.

This was the exercise routine I had kept without missing a single day for the past two months.

To become a genius of perfect yin-yang harmony at the age of twenty, to complete the body of Seokgol (the bone of color), I could not rest.

As I was running my second lap around the main base of the Gongdongpa.

I met someone familiar at the gate of the Gongdongpa.

“Disciple? What are you doing up at this hour?”

A beautiful boy with the combined beauty of Songok and Ban-an, standing under the moonlight.

Damn it, senior brother Yujinhwi was staring at me with wide eyes from the gate.

Drip.

Cold sweat ran down my back.

No.

Why is that person here?